As a fair warning to those living in Sydney,
those that harbor with no ill will towards Bretonia,
wielding no weapons and giving no support to any form of insurrection,
you have the choice to kneel to Queen Carina,
and be welcomed as citizens of the Bretonian Empire.
I could rewind and replay your broadcast over, and over again. If only I was able to produce my own Neural Net show, I'd shove your broadcast during the commercials pause!
KNEEL
Splendid, isn't it? Now excuse me while my tone becomes the most appropriate for the Invader of Gran Canaria and Taker of Aland. I don't mean to offend you, for real. I'm sure you and I have pulled almost equally nasty stunts on the poor people of Sirius, and for that I would feel honored if you were still paying attention to me at this point.
I, Muramasa, represent a group of concerned... people over the tragic situation that engulfs Bretonia and some of the treasures it contains. And there is a treasure in particular, one that the Bretonian scientists have been poking with a stick for like, twelve years maybe, without any result. And now that the Gallics have already kicked your door down, we feel that this treasure may be caught in the crossfire sooner or later. And if it breaks, we would feel very, very saddened. And angered at the fact of likely being forced to speak the Gallic language if they maintain the pressure over your capital planet and Newcastle alike.
I can offer Kusari sake, an ace card and perhaps the beginning of a fruitful understanding in exchange of the floating thing in the planet you dub as Darlington. And keep the secrecy about this, would you kindly? I'm hoping to sit down and discuss this matter properly.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: Chai Masala
To: Murasama
From: Admiral Kaze Reidman Dagon
The Arch.
I know very well whom you represent, Murasama. After all, monsters must recognize each-other, like predators keeping a safe distance from one another in a chance meeting during a hunt. Or even, in a hunt together. Suffice to say, I am surprised by this change of pace, of tone from you and yours. And while I can pin greed to human-kind, I can pin lust on yours.
And how you lust. For those twelve years, your attempts to gain access to it have been as fruitful as the stick wielding scientists. At the expense of the Armed Forces and Her Majesty Service guarding it, which personally, is all that matters to me. I have a problem, you have a problem, and we both have the solution. You want a prize jewel that your masters covet. I want destruction of the enemies of my House.
Your lust betrays you. My wrath betrays me.
It is quite the simple arrangement, Murasama. I can get you the ears that you need, while you give me the guns I require. Because nothing else does matter at this point.
So, what do you bring to the negotiating table between the growls of two monsters?
Kaze Nelson Reidman Dagon
Admiral
Bretonian Armed Forces
If 'monsters' are defined as those who act in order to ensure the survival of their species, I will feel less guilty from now onwards. Still, it's not like the monsters that my species represent warred against each other, but yours do as if it was written in your DNA. Both lust and greed belong to you, while we may have partly absorbed them. Don't worry, I don't intend to show you my lustful side -just yet-.
But I admit to you it could have been easier to just ring your doorbell and ask kindly from the beginning, instead of shooting our guns right away. We are impulsive types, but sometimes only.
Anyway, in order to dig further in our masters' teachings we must first offer you a fire solution to that Gallic battleship sitting somewhere within Newcastle system, trace its steps back to wherever it came from and maybe apply another fire solution to whoever intends to reinforce these Gallics, and maybe hit them in the core invasion fleet? Well I -firmly believe- we can resort to nastier measures at that last point, a killswitch of sorts. I can think on a myriad of destructive measures that may help your people, but some of these options may likely harm your public image if the inhabitants at the various corners of Sirius figured that the Blue Man Group and Bretonia have allied to repel the Evil Gallic Monster. We will have to discuss your battle plan.
Oh! I almost forgot: no jumping on people to shove an incubi inside them, promise.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: Chai Masala
To: Murasama
From: Admiral Kaze Reidman Dagon
Yes.
Jumping around with incubi in tow is not the best image to start this off. Not that it matter, because I will be present and I assure you, if you do not know already, I am more than capable to stop any.. jumping.
You do bring however a fine, if unexpected offer to the table. I will begin the proceedings with her Majesty Services. Of the whole of Bretonia, they are the more inclined to follow the non-standard routes, and obviously, they have a bigger degree of leeway to conduct this.
I will contact with a date and location shortly.
And yes. Monsters do what they have to for survival.
Kaze Nelson Reidman Dagon
Admiral
Bretonian Armed Forces
Very well, name the date and place. Preferably something appealing and not just a room with a table and several chairs surrounded by four walls. I see plenty of that over here.
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